AN (important): I will address Daria as Brynhildr from now on, since she changed her name when she accepted Norse religion instead of Christian.  

So that is all I wanted to tell you, now enjoy the story!

Thank you for reading! :) 

Brynhildr was finally contented. She felt true happiness, she was intoxicated by the feeling of sweet, passionate love. As the winter was passing, for the first time in her life, the cold, snowy nights didn't make her feel sad, and lonely, instead she spent them in arms of the man that she loved, and she felt calm, safe, she felt all those beautiful things she never thought were real. And life was so beautiful, she almost thought she was dreaming trough it, and that she will wake up at any moment. 

Brynhildr was lying down on the bed next to Ivar, he was watching her and his hands were caressing her cheek.

"Tell me about how the world was created." Brynhildr said. Every night, he was telling her stories about the Gods, and she was slowly learning them. Some of the stories she found brutal, but yet so fascinating she could listen to them again and again. Like the story of making the world or about Ragnarok.

"Isn't it the time for you to tell me the story? You must learn it." Ivar asked raising his eyebrow.  

"The world was created from the remains of the giant Ymir. The three brothers dragged Ymir's lifeless body towards the center of Ginnungagap, this is the place where they created the world from the remains of Ymir." She was talking. Ivar was slowly leaning his face closer to her.

"And what was made out of his blood?" Ivar whispered.

"Oceans, rivers and lakes." She answered slightly shivering. Ivar then brushed his soft lips against her neck inhaling her sweet aroma earning a soft moan from her.

"And his flesh and bones?" Ivar asked.

"Flesh became the land, and the bones became the mountain." She answered and Ivar slide his hand down her neck giving it another soft kiss. He looked into her eyes with his lips curved in the smirk.

"And eyelashes?"

Brynhildr felt her whole body shivering under his touch and breath. She was already felt the strong inclination for him.

"It became Midgard." Brynhildr whispered and Ivar pulled her into a passionate kiss holding her body close to his.

"Ivar. I am coming with you tomorrow to raid the Norway." She said. 

They had a plan to slowly start attacking and take the hostage who could tell them more about Kattegat defending systems. 

"It's going to be dangerous." Ivar said caressing her cheek. He would never be able to go trough agonising pain of losing her again.

"I am a princess Ivar, I need to take some risks and I know that you will protect me." 

"With my life." Ivar answered.

"But as your father said, we will not kill any of your brothers." She warned him.  Ivar nodded and sighed on the mention of his father. 

"You gave him your word, and we will respect it. Not any of my brothers will die in this war." Ivar said.

"Do you miss them?" 

"My brothers?" Ivar asked and he smiled a bit. "I miss Sigurd sometimes. I never loved him but I regret killing him anyway. But the brother I really want to see is Hvitserk. He stood by my side for some time before he couldn't stand my cruelty anymore." 

Brynhildr smiled and she leaned her head on his chest listening to the sound of his heartbeat.

"It's hard to imagine you being cruel." 

"And yet you know me better then anyone." Ivar chuckled.

"Well maybe you changed."

"Or maybe you changed me." Ivar answered as he lift her chin up and looked at her.

"Молчи и люби меня всю ночь" Brynhildr said.

"What does that mean?" Ivar asked and raised eyebrow.

"I will show you." She answered and kissed his lips with passion.

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The following morning they ships with an army were already on their way to the lands of Norway. Brynhildr felt excitement as the smell of the sea filled up her senses just thinking about the adventures that could be waiting ahead. Something inside of her was restless, as her soul felt that she was slowly approaching the place she could call home, somewhere she could so easily belong. 

The ship soon stopped on the land and the soldiers started walking out of it setting the camp, the flag, preparing the weapon because they expected the attack soon.

Brynhildr knew that she couldn't just walk around this place on her own, because she was sure it wasn't safe for her, but she wanted to explore it so badly. The trees, the sea, the sense of something wild and mysterious was overcoming her. 

"What do you think my little warrior?" Ivar asked watching her looking around, she was dressed as one of the soldiers, but her white coat that matched her pale skin and long white hair made her stand out.

"It reminds me of heaven. But unlike it, it doesn't feel so foreign, it feels more like home." She answered and Ivar smiled at her.

"You will be a great queen."

"Behind every great king, stands even greater queen." Brynhildr answered.

"Then together we can rule the whole world." Ivar answered and she chuckled.

"Варяги идут!" One of the man yelled as the Vikings were approaching them on theit horses.

"Hide." Ivar told her.

She hated when he tried ordering her what to do, but she as well knew that the time of battle wasn't the time for arguing and that what he wanted was to protect her.

But the raging fire inside of her didn't allow her to do that, she couldn't hide while people were fighting and dying for her.

Brynhildr took out her sword. Her father trained her to fight, as well as Oleg while they were married, and she was by his side in many battles before.

"A queen doesn't hide." She answered and walked over in front of her army.

"Сегодня мы боремся за место, которое было нашим домом! И мы собираемся забрать то, что наше, мечами и кровью! Кто со мной?!" She yelled as her soldiers were yelling, ready to fight and ready to even die for their princess.

Ivar watched her as the fire was burning in her eyes. He was completely in love with this woman.  He got on his carriage and took out his axe so he could stay near her and fight.

And soon the battle began.

Vikings were defending their home with such a power and passion, perhaps the defense was the strongest form of attack because then people are fighting to save what is theirs. But army of Brynhildr was raging as well, and they were larger in numbers.

Also the Vikings stood back when they saw the man who used to be their king, the man whose names whispers those who are damned. They feared Ivar the Boneless who was fighting against then once more.

They feared him and the mysterious woman they called "the white queen."

She fought with such an elegance, like she was dancing the beautiful dance of the death itself, and yet she was dangerous.

To kill, it wasn't unknown to her anymore, since she meet the death, and she didn't fear it.

It was like the beast inside of her was finally out of the cage, and nobody could ever stop her. The Gods allowed her to live for some reason, so she was sure that they will protect her in this battle as well.

And after all Ivar was on her side.

Nobody could even touch her.

Soon, the wrath of the battle calmed down.

Warriors of the both armies suffered the death, but army of Brynhildr prevailed.

Both of the lovers were covered in blood of their enemies as their army celebrated the victory.

Brynhildr felt the presence behind her, and everyone who knew her, knew that thry should never sneak behind her back. She was ready to grab her sword and to kill the man behind her when Ivar stopped her by grabbing her arm.

"Hvitserk..." Ivar said looking at him. He was only a shadow of the man he used to be.

"Ivar... What the hell are you wearing?" Hvitserk asked looking at his brother and they both chuckled.

"Thank you for now allowing the white queen to kill me." Hvitserk said.

"White queen?" Brynhildr asked.

"Yes, that is how you are called by the Vikings." Hvitserk answered.

Brynhildr smirked, she loved the name they gave her.

"The white queen will then rule beside me when we take over the Kattegat my brother. Now come with us. We have so much to talk about." Ivar said and he took his bloody cloak off putting him over Hvitserk who seemed like he was freezing.

Молчи и люби меня всю ночь (molchi i lybi menya vsy noch) - shut up and kiss me whole night

Варяги идут (varyagi idut) - Varyags (Vikings) are coming

Сегодня мы боремся за место, которое было нашим домом! И мы собираемся забрать то, что наше, мечами и кровью! Кто со мной?!-(Sevodnya my boremsya za mesto, kotoroye bylo nashim domom! I my sobirayemsya zabrat' to, chto nashe, mechami i krov'yu! Kto so mnoy? )- Today we are fighting for the place that used to be our home! We are going to take what is ours with swords and blood! Who is with me?!